Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Natural Tobacco, artist - Da$h. Album song V.I.C.E.S., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hz GLOBAL
Song language: English
Natural Tobacco |
Proficient drug user |
Hello, hello, hello |
Yeah, So |
Yeah |
Yo, parents pride and shame, their little boy ain’t quite the same |
Crime for pay, my family members had a lot to say |
I disregard it, crumble reefers while cigar split |
Getting a blow job from a dog bitch |
Sipping the Henny on the park bench |
Now all my hoes is foreign |
It’s palm trees in places I’m recording |
Just touched down a couple months a touring |
George and Diego with the money hoarding |
I die enormous before living dormant |
And still I need more |
Four door, the same color as s’mores |
Eight story loft, can’t see my shit from the floor |
Rub my gudda, actress crushing a raw, yeah |
From afar I hear the wave to the shore |
I know they see the decor |
What is life for a nigga like me |
Backwood leafs, bad bitch on both knees |
Riding with my team |
Plotting on some more cheese |
Roll some more trees |
It’s all I need, it’s all I need |
Shouts to all them niggas packs that I ripped |
Back in school, so I ain’t have to brown bag it and shit |
Now they call my raps classic and shit |
Every track is a flip, the cabbage gets split |
So everybody eat |
Road to riches, take the highway or the fucking streets |
I take the path not traveled then sail the English Channel |
Spit the psychobabble |
I pray the judge don’t drop the gavel |
Mashed potatoes with the prime rib, or the cattle |
Don’t tell the tales, I never tattle, trust me |
Watch my main man turn to a junkie |
I swear, this game of life ain’t always fun b |
Lost a few friends over this thing called money too |
And know it is, I wish it wasn’t true, fuck |
So with the ones that remain through these escapades |
Execute the plan and all the cheques is made |
Niggas find your remains if all your debts ain’t paid |
The board is chess whenever checkers played |
H’z, bitch |
What is life for a nigga like me |
Backwood leafs, bad bitch on both knees |
Riding with my team |
Plotting on some more cheese |
Roll some more trees |
It’s all I need, it’s all I need |